So I ask Cyle to take me to get a snack. The table is watching me talk to Cyle and I noticed Nelson had managed to get back to the table. He stands up...and says he is coming too. I look at Cyle expecting him to make up an excuse to tell him no, instead he just smiles and heads out the door. I'm right behind him and I am sour looking, as I realize my orgasm is going to have to wait. The guys load up in the front of Cyle's SUV and I take the seat behind Nelson. I fully intend to make driving. ‘No, I don’t think we’ve had the pleasure of meeting,’ he said. She returned to eating her burger as if she hadn’t eaten in a while. She didn’t have to fake her hunger or her interest in her burger for her to ignore the man still standing in front of her. She was starving. Only, instead of gobbling down her burger in three bites, she took small bites to make it last longer and to pretend that she was eating more food than what she had to eat. Besides, she needed to give her stomach time to know. "When she got to the third couple on the sofa, she 'dropped' a napkin. With barely an 'oops', she slowly bent all the way to the floor, legs still straight, and let her dress climb to her waist so all her sweet ass was also exposed. A female hand slid up her thigh, 'to steady' her. It was quickly joined by two male hands that went over her shapely, rounded cheeks. She didn't object. After a prolonged hunt for the napkin, she stood tall then went to the facing sofa and continued serving. The. He wasn't so old, but strong and confident and his hands were gentle."She's crazy! She tried to kill me!" the hunter was saying. "Look at her, she's nuts! You oughta handcuff her, not me!" Quiet," the man said over his shoulder then he looked at me. "What's your name?" he asked and when I didn't say anything, he spoke again. "I'm Frank, okay? I'm with the Fish and Wildlife Service. I'm a police officer, nobody's going to hurt you." Police," I said weakly and nodded and I was remembering the.